Life after Manayunk

Today I am moving out of our little place in Manayunk... and needless to say the roommates and I are a little bummed out. We had a bunch of great memories in that town... Our last big party for my graduation, staying up drinking bottles and bottles of my dad's wine all night and getting sloppy together, going out on main st. and then inviting everyone back to our place after the bars close, have the boys right around the corner so we always had a place to hang if we wanted a beer and watch the game, the puppy Gilly always close by for a visit/snuggle/face lick (ok going to stop that on right there before this gets mushy), the early drunks at cresson inn who cat call me on my way to school/work, falling down the icey hills in the winter, sweating up the steap ass hills in the summer, THE BIKE RACE, The soapbox derby, the 90s cover band asian at Flat Rock, The Phillies World Series that almost caused Marie to fail a semester because of the rediculousness of it all... oh just everything we are going to miss.

So onto Haverford... or back to Haverford i guess you can say, but either way we are still together, and its not where but who your with that really matters.

Creative Sinners: Advertisers

While surfing my friend Meghan's blog (look to the right side of this page for her site) I saw she had a link to another blog called I believe in Advertising. The campaigns are sick, seriously impressive, and give me inspiration to dig a little deeper into that collect subconscious that is my brain.

Top Pandora Stations

My Top 5 Pandora Stations at work (in no particular order):

Third Eye Blind
Led Zeppelin
Kanye West
Cake
The Roots

And extra pic: Modest Mouse

Sun dresses in the City

I like to look nice when I go to work, who doesnt? Summer is the easiest season for me to dress up because a nice summer dress takes .5 seconds to put on and your ready to go, needless to say I wear them as often as possible. But its becoming increasingly distracting to every homeless man/ construction worker/ male passerby on the streets of CC philadelphia. Seriously, you would think they never seen a women show a little leg. I dont want to complain about the undeserved attention I receive every morning, but its not only embarrassing to me and everyone around me hearing their cat calls, but its nerve racking to think what they could do to me if they got close enough. I could easily be taken over by these disgusting men and I do not want to intrude on any of their fantasies, which is almost just as disturbing. So, Market/ Broad St workers/residence of the streets, I am not getting dressed up for your own little runway show, I simply want to look presentable and comfortable at work, so leave me the fuck alone.

Or ill just turn up my ipod and tune them out...

Agency Life

Like I said im interning in the creative dept at an ad agency in center city doing graphic design. So today was my first day back after a week away (my pop-pop died early last week and then it was the holiday weekend) so I figured I would have shit ton of work to do, wrong. Worked on a B Bank campaign all day, which could have taken me about an hour to do probably, and now it is 5:09 pm and I am stuck here waiting for projects to mount before I go home... so now I will probably miss my train. This is agency life.

This 4th of July Weekend

This past weekend was 4th of July and since Joe has moved back in w/ his parents in Allentown I went to visit. First off, I really really really like Allentown, and no one seems to feel the same way, except maybe Joe. Second, I always have a great time when I'm there... which was only twice, but that's twice as many more times as I have had fun in Penn state. So I drove up Thursday, that night Joe made a banging dinner bc hes amazing, and then he took me to a drive in movie! like a real legit drive in movie. it was so sweet. Friday we met up w/ a bunch of his friends and went tubing down a river. I'm not going to lie i was not down at all til I started down the river and it was awesome, the girls I met were so chill and we just drank and floated down a river. it was fun as shit. That night we went to an Iron Pigs baseball game where Joe's friend had front row tickets right behind the 1st baseman!!! The tickets got us up to this private bar too above home plate and we got to watch the game and the Phillies beat the shit out of the mets too. After the game we saw fireworks over the field and went to some bar called the log cabin to meet up w/ some of his friends from before. This bar had stuffed animal heads all over the bar, enough to fill a forest, and some of the dead animals were eating other dead animals, it was sick, but fun. Sat we drove down to the shore and chilled and drank on the beach before we went to see Moe. we danced and drank and it was awesome and inbetween sets we saw the sickest fireworks show on the beach. Sunday we were tierd as shit and just watch the Phillies game at home. Then we went mini golfing, I got a hole in one!, but Joe still beat me by 1 stroke. We went to an old ass theater in Allentown after that to see Away We Go, it was a great movie w/ a great soundtrack. I stayed over that night, had breakfast w/ him on Monday and then left early in the afternoon. It was one of the best weekends we had together, I sound like a loser, but i dont really care.

Its been awhile

I havn't posted a blog in... well months, and although i do not feel the need to bring you up to speed w/ all the details of my sweet life, ill give some info that has changed since April. So marine guy is coming back from bootcamp this weekend! so the whole time he was gone, got a few letters wrote a few letters, looking forward to seeing him.

Early May I started dating Joe (sorry couldn't come up w/ a sweet nickname that would suffice for how amazing you are, I did toy w/ Golfing Sex God tho). The same Joe from the post from the past about how he is the nicest guy i know, and its still true. I hope hes reading this and getting all embarrassed right now.

So Joe and I have been hanging out having a blast for the last few months, especially since my roommates embarked on a month plus long road trip and left me w/ the house, alone. They just got back yesterday. But like I said ive been busy, going to Phillies games, cooking, chillin at the rooftop pool I lifeguard at in Rittenhouse, going to the aquarium, going to shows, watching lots of its always sunny, fishing and other stuff w/ Joe.

Its been some of the most fun few months of my life, which is uncanny considering I am at a complete loss at what to do w/ my life now that I have graduated college. I am interning at a CC ad agency doing art and I love it but I just wish I knew I would have a steady income some time soon. Im not getting into my career woes now. I am very happy not being tied down to a job right now and just kinda winging it and just getting by for the summer. Even tho I'm a little jealous of my friends w/ jobs, ie Shane, my only friend w/ a job.

Heres a little pic of us at the Phillies game. Were so fucking cool.

Update

Marine guy and I are talking again. He leaves in 25 days. That sucks.

Pathetic

Marine Guy wont return my phone calls, I am not surprised, but he doesn't know the whole story, and I guess he never will.

I feel terrible, trying to cope is hard as fuck.

That being said, the only thing making me feel better this weekend, well besides copious amounts of liquor in the form of skinny sluts, is the video On A Boat. Its sad how much I really love that video.

Need... or Want Just a Little bit

If you knew me at all or even saw me around in highschool it was safe to say I was living the 'hippie' idealistic lifestyle. While I still feel I embrace alot of these notions of peace and love (example #1 peace sign tattoo on my back) yet, I have grown up a little bit (example #2 the peace sign necklace around my neck... from Tiffany's).

So needless to say my interests have changed and my once all time favorite band, DMB, is alas not my favorite band anymore. I mean, I was uber obsessed w/ these men, saw them over 20 times atleast, listened to every album constantly, even planned my wedding around their songs... god I sound so lame.

Anyway, Marine's guy and I were discussing DMB on the way to school the other morning, and he lets me know that he doesnt think DMB could be anyones favorite band, they were good, but could never be a favorite. Ok, I'm kinda offended. I don't love them as much anymore, but I lost my musical virginity to these guys, im loyal ok. I wasn't about to get into a fight and convert him, so i stayed quiet, until now.

This all stemmed from my being bored and work and perusing the DMB site, and to my surprise found I could follow Dave on Twitter. I am not a Twitter-er, i think its boring, but now I am all about trying to get Dave to talk to me via twitter... if only I understood how to tweet like all those tweeters he is responding to.

So for now, as in this week and probably not much longer, I am back on the DMB wagon. They play in NYC on my bday and my roommates and I are trying to find tickets for the sold out show... so any leads are appreciated.